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PUBLISHED BY 

SMITH, BRISTOL AND PHILLIPS 

FLINT, MICHIGAN 

1913 



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Dear Lord, this on my knees! — I thank thee 
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CONTENTS 



PAGE 

, Yesterday \ 

1 . Trained for Service ] Today [ Six 

' Tomorrow ' 

2. Fellowship Nine 

3. Beside Still Waters Ten 

4. Life's Day Twelve 

5. Morning Twelve 

6. Evening Thirteen 

7. Golden Wedding Thirteen 

8. Rosemary Fourteen 

9. When Ruth Went Away Fifteen 

10. Your Birthday Sixteen 

11. Patron's Club Sixteen 

12. Vacation Eighteen 

13. The Woods at Waukazoo Eighteen 

14. At Home in Vacation Twenty 

15. The Garden of Dreams Twenty-one 

16. Little Lonely Heart Twenty-two 

17. My Portion Twenty-three 

18. Little Son Twenty-five 

19. The Home Nest Twenty-seven 



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"^vninth far #n*ttice 

^Ylf HE vanished yesterdays by one and one 
Are welded in the golden chain of years 
Life pulsates newly with each morning sun; 
Each age its record holds of hopes and fears. 
Out in that yesterday, God's voice was heard, 
Chaos to order changed at His command, 
Darkness and light obeyed His spoken word, 
Perfect fulfillment of law, divinely planned. 
Beneath God's smile came earth fruitage fair, 
Creatures both small and great no discord knew, 
Their plan and purpose, in God's care; 
His perfect law forever in their view. 
Paradise, God's gift of love, was set apart 
For man in God's own image made and blest; 
The broken law, a Father's grieved heart, 
Man from the Blessed Presence sent bereft. 
Then darkness fell, and strife was born, 
Discord supplanted peace and veiled God's face, 
With war and blood the soul of man was torn, 
And Paradise, the Garden Perfect, lost to human race 
The days as lengthened shadows sped away, 
Time, ceaseless weaver, tossed the shuttle fast, 
Thru earth's dark night, hope shone with clearest ray, 
The age of war and strife must cease at last, 
Above Judea's plain, night stars shone clear, 
The weary shepherds slept upon the ground. 
The night wind ebbed to silence, the Angel Choir appear 
A radiance and splendor filled earth and sky around. 
Fear not, oh heart of man, rejoice and sing. 
For unto you this day in Bethlehem's lowly manger 
Is bom the Prince of Peace, your Savior, King, 



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Who from God's throne, has come to earth, a stranger, 

Emmanuel, God with us, on earth to dwell, 

The night of sin and sorrow fade away, 

Sing out, oh angel host the message newly tell 

Christ, Sun of Righteousness, brings man a fair new day 

Awake, oh soul, sing praises glad and sweet. 

Today, the golden hours rich freightage bear. 

Lay selfish thoughts and aims down at the Savior's feet 

Yield life and duty to His tender care. 



itVJANKIND, the heir of ages, today is thine, 
<*^*^^ Halt not or falter at the noonday heat; 
The dawn is past, soon will the sun decline, 
Put on thy strength, each duty bravely meet. 
Into each throbbing day of busy hand and brain, 
Go forth to valiant service for the King of Kings. 
The Master's call across the years comes clear again, 
Sweet hope of life eternal to tired hearts it brings. 
"Follow me" the sin cursed world holds grief and pain, 
"My yoke is easy and my burden light" the message blest 
"Forsake thy nets" eternal life and joy is thine to gain 
"Come unto me" ye weary ones and sweetly rest. 
The fishermen of Gallilee obeyed the call, 
Entered the Master's school. His way to learn and do, 
Forsook their nets, their common lives and all 
To train for service and become disciples true. 
Christ, Royal Master, we would walk with Thee 
And in thy living presence, train for service sweet 
As did thy chosen ones of old, beside Lake Gallilee 
When they learned life's sacred lesson, at thy feet. 
Church of the living God, heed now the Savior's voice, 
The sons of earth, today, sin's pathway tread. 
Reclaim the lost, teach them the righteous choice, 
Fill hungering souls, with Christ, the living Bread. 



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Hark: an answering voice, rings over hill and plain, 
It is the Student army training to serve the King, 
Thru study of God's word, knowledge and power to gain. 
To vanquish hosts of evil their lives and efforts bring. 
Volunteers for Christ, we firmly stand 
No drafted soldier in the rank or battle front appears 
Trained to loyal service by "Captain Gilliland." 
We lay aside all doubts and fears 
Armed with God's word, our sword and shield, 
The Prince of Peace leads in the upward way. 
Sin, death and wrong before the truth must yield 
And man, redeemed, lives in a brighter day. 
Youth, manhood, age, their loving tribute bring. 
Vigor, faith and patience add to the Master's cause, 
Casting no backward looks on fleeting earthly things, 
Ready to do God's will, obey and keep his laws. 



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^ijr HE shadows longer grow, life's day is done, 
^^ Oh, unseen Christ, whose love has blessed our way, 
Be with us in the twilight, Thou Holy One, 
And lead our faltering steps into the radiant day. 



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{Dedicated to Fellowship Club, Bloomington Y. W. C. A.) 

'TjTROM office, mart and mill 
<?^' Our girls have felt a thrill 
'Tis fellowship with Christ; 
We rise to dare and do 
And make our lives ring true, 
Ihru fellowship with Christ. 

On to noble deeds. 

On to meet life's needs. 

See, our Master, Jesus, leads the way, 

We'll consecrate our powers 

And plan our busy hours. 

Thru fellowship with Christ. 

Life's duties we will meet 

And evil we'll defeat 

Thru fellowship with Christ. 

Before our vision lies 

A four fold purpose wise 

Thru fellowship with Christ. 

Then with courage strong. 

Pass the word along. 

Naught can ere dismay or make us fear 

We'll work and pray and praise 

A noble standard raise. 

Thru fellowship with Christ. 



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Come sisters, one and all, 
And heed the urgent call, 
Of fellowship with Christ. 
A nobler sisterhood, 
For grander womanhood, 
Thru fellowship with Christ. 

God will lead the way, 

To a grander day 

Press with courage onward to the prize 

Remember He is near 

Our faltering steps to cheer 

Thru fellowship with Christ. 



^ HE way is long, my Father, hold thou my hand, 
^ Rough stones and hidden brambles bruise my feet, 
My heart grows faint and weary as I meet 
New problems hard to understand. 

Thou are beside me. Father, when my tired heart complains. 
Thou leadest me where cooling brooks run clear, 
Thy voice thru nature speaks of hope and cheer 
And bids me rest, on green and pleasant plains. 

Give me strength, my Father, for each new day, 
Let gentle patience bring her cooling balm. 
To burning heart's desire giving peace and calm 
Easing the weary way. 

Grant faith and hope, my Father, teach me thy will, 
Thru deeds of loving kindness let me grow 
Patient, sweet and strong, thy voice to know 
When saying, "Peace, be still." 






THREAD CREEK, FLINT, MICH. 



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^C IKE as the leaves of grass do quickly fade, 

C^ So man, of woman born, lives his brief span, 

His pulseless clay within earth's arms is laid. 

Soul, freed, to God ascends, fulfilling plan. 

Thus do the age bowed pilgrims step aside 

For eager hearted youth to forward press 

Tis God, Eternal Father, whoever doth abide 

Amidst all change of human storm and stress. 

The full crowned years, stand as the ripened grain 

Today's rich store to feed tomorrow's throng. 

All earth bom loss to Heaven's richer gain 

The Father who creates can do no wrong, 

Then to life's closing day, may faith attend 
To give a peace divine when come the end. 



^C ATHER, at this, the dawn of day, 
^^^ We bow our heads and humbly do we pray 
To keep and bless us thru the busy care-filled day 
And grant us grace and love to guide us all the way. 



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iumEAR Father, we, thy children come 
At eventide when tasks are done 
And for thy constant, loving care 
With gratitude our voices raise in prayer. 
Keep thou our feet from wandering and from sin 
Keep thou our hearts both faithful and sincere; 
Teach us to know thy voice above discordant din 
And by our lives show forth our mission here. 



^UNSET shadows on the prairie 
^ Merge to twilight, soft and gray, 
Night in quiet benediction 
Follows busy care-filled day 
Yesterday, today, tomorrow 
Grow to busy happy years 
Sweet the memory of past blessings, 
In the golden light appears. 



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/jAUR yesterdays, how far away they seem, 

^^ Our brief todays are filled with work and cares 

While our tomorrows have the golden gleam 

Of mystery which the future ever bears. 

Thus by the sum of many yesterdays 

The precious years are made a golden chain, 

Dear memories in the heart sweet incense raise 

And hallow childhood's happy days again. 

The city marts are filled with hurried throngs 
The hum and roar of traffic fills the air 
The brave heart weary grows and longs 
To see again, the green hills fresh and fair. 
My comrade of the true and loyal heart 
Come let us rest awhile beside the way. 
Just put aside our cares and go apart 
Into the land of Love's young, carefree day. 

A smooth greensward beneath the maple tree 
A picket fence made high and painted white 
A group of little children gay and free 
Are playing in the golden sunshine bright. 
Up from the gate a brick walk winds 
Past clumps of dainty blue bells in the grass 
And dear old fashioned flowers of all kinds 
Nod in a stately manner as we pass. 

We pluck a spray of Rosemary, fragrant, cool and green, 
Ah ! how the perfume sweet comes back today 
And calls again the peaceful pleasant scene 
We see the small, low shed with mossy eaves 
Where dainty hop bells rang their fairy chimes 



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And hid amongst the closely sheltering leaves 
A box for letters which we wrote sometimes, 
The tree clad hills, the little running brook, 
The meadow and the pasture fresh and green 
The picnics and the pleasant walks we took 
Are pictures that in memory's hall are seen. 



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(TTTHE busy work-filled school year nears its close 
^^ Vacation's settled quiet, broods in vacant halls 
The constant daily grind to silence, ebbs away, 
And all the happy outdoor life with voice insistent calls. 
For just a little while along the pleasant way 
Our paths of work and joy did with your own unite 
The bond of sweetest friendship stronger grew each day 
Your loving heart brought to us true delight. 
The voice of duty calls you down to sunny Tennessee 
Our sister, friend, our Ruth so loyal, tender and true 
The sun kissed prairies of old Illinois hold dearest thoughts, 
Mayhap this little gift will bring them oft to you. 



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^^'WANSIES for thoughts," the poet says, 

If all the thoughts in all the world 

Were sweet and kind and true, 

I'm sure I'd gather a bouquet 

And send it straight to you. 

But as for sweetness, it is true 

We buy it by the pound 

But loyal friends are good as gold 

Are not so quickly found. 

So just accept these "sweets" and thoughts 

And greet life with a smile 

You've reached another New Year's Day, 

And passed another mile. 



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(Douglas School.) 

<7(N the heart of a mother lay buried deep 
'^ A hope that was beautiful, strong and sweet; 
In the dew and the sun of each daily task 
This wee little hope clung sure and fast. 
Sheltered by love and by faith daily fed. 
This tiny hope sprouted and lifted its head. 
Then the mother of one to the many did say 
"The hope of the future must be guarded today. 
Let us band now together for woe or for weal 
Give pledge of our time and our thoughtful zeal 
Let us build for tomorrow a schoolhouse fair, 



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Where all boys and girls have their rightful share; 

Their share of the best that the great world holds 

Treasures far greater than gems or gold; 

A chance to test, to try, to prove 

The facts of life, and work, and love. 

Where they'll grow in stature and win their place 

Thro' hand, heart and brain in life's strenuous race 

Ihe old order changeth; old things pass away 

New duties demand new methods today 

All fathers and mothers! All friends of the race 

Join hands in an effort a new road to trace , 

Arouse ye, and harken, tomorrow will tell 

How wisely ye builded, how safely and well. 

While truth, right and justice emblazon our shield. 

We go forth to conquer, nor yet will we yield; 

Where ignorance, squalor and bleak, sordid greed 

Rob boyhood and girlhood of life's holiest need 

We will fight for our altars, our faith and our love, 

For our hopes that are dear as the treasures above. 

Our hope of a life unhampered by wrong. 

Our hope of a chance to be nobler and strong. 

Our hopes that are watered with prayers and with tears, 

Our hopes that bear fruit with the fast passing years 

Arouse ye, ye fathers, ye mothers, ye friends! 

Give voice to this hope a new future portends." 

Thus the heart of a mother with hope buried deep 

Kindled hearts of her neighbors and roused them from sleep. 

United they stood, hand to hand, heart to heart. 

The great hope was cherishel and fed from the start, 

The vision enlarged as the days rolled along; 

And honest desire made it sturdy and strong. 

Now the hope is a fact and the building assured. 

The Patron's Club knows of hard trials endured. 

May God bless the future, its visions and plans; 

And bless the true hearts that loyally stand, 

That stand for the best in the future to be. 

And mark out a highway untrameled and free. 

God bless all the patrons. Three cheers we repeat, 

God bless their true purpose and make it complete. 



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B^tattan 



.UMMER days with scorching rays 
Which cause increased vexation, 
Demand a change and larger range 
Of course this means vacation. 
So off we sail across the blue 

Where breezes fresh are blowing 
There fevered brow and weary brain 
A respite sweet are knowing. 



"Sire Woabs at Wmtkasaa 

/j^H, good and grand old earth of ours, 
^^ blest with thy fruitage fair 
O'erhung with deep toned azure and wind 

built billows held aloft. 
Thy fleet winged hours which bore 

naught of sordid care 
Hold record of gay pleasure jaunts 

with fadeless memories fraught. 

The Sabbath quiet of a perfect summer day 

Hushes our wearied hearts and brains to rest- 
ful calm. 

The burdens of our busy yesterdays, 
forgotten slips away 

Where woodland shadows hold a breath of 
healing balm. 



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There in the cloistered silence, 

'neath gray beech and rugged oak 
The truant sunbeams touch long 

shadows gray and cool; 
Softly the west wind whispers 

secrets to shy woodland fairy folk; 
The wood thrush sings his plaintive 

note beside the pool. 

Adown the dim cathedral aisles of 

columned stately trees 
Moss bordered winds the road 

th- brakes and flowers. 
Spicy woodland odors as from censor 

swung, calls us to our knees, 
Awakens cherished hopes, a deep 

desire in these cold hearts of ours. 

The brooding silence, the quiver of 

a birdsong clear and sweet 
Shuts out the burdened yesterdays 

of pain and strife; 
Here in this forest temple, our 

Father's God we meet, 
And face with hearts renewed in strength, 

our daily round of life. 



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^t Hxnne in Hacattan 

^JTSTHIS is the house by the side of the road, 
^ Nestled down 'neath the shade of the trees, 
Here from labor and care, and heartwearing load, 
I quaff health from the cool summer breeze. 

As a grand forest prince erect in his prime 
Withstanding fierce elements, battle and shock, 
The old maple stands as a sentinel sublime 
And the leaves breathe soft secrets as they rock, 
and they rock. 

The struggle for bread, the fierce clamor and strife 
The throb and the pain of the great city's heart 
In the distance grows dim and the murmur of life 
Grows tranquil and hushed in this silence apart. 

Thru the hot afternoons, watching sunlight and sunlight and 

shade 
As across the smooth greensward the cool shadows steal, 
A drowsy peace comes as a gentle hand laid 
And jaded nerves know that vacation is real. 

Yes, pastoral beauties with their infinite calm 
Smooth, caress and restore weary body and brain, 
Just enough of diversion without spice of harm 
Have shut from the memory the problems and pain. 

The stars in the sky like kind angel eyes 

Look down from the glory of Heaven above. 

The world sinks to sleep, the day softly dies 

The night wind sings gently, God, the Father, is Love. 



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^TTTHE garden of dreams, oh heart of my heart, 
^ Lieth far in the valley of peace. 
There the clear golden sunshine as mellow old wine 
To the weary heart brings sweet release. 

in the garden of dreams, oh heart of my heart, 
The perfume is fragrant and rare 
The call comes to soul to dwell here apart 
Where enchantment and dreams fill the air. 

The garden of dreams, oh heart of my heart, 
With its songs and its love-laden air 
Holds nothing of charm nor claimeth my soul 
'Till the light of my life cometh there. 

Oh, heart of my heart! ere the long shadows fall, 
Across the gray landscape of life's closing day 
Hand in hand, heart to heart, may we answer the call 
And share love's rich treasure forever and aye. 



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Life has not reached its full allotted span 

Thy finite vision catches but a gleam, 

God holds the finished, perfect plan 

How can you read tomorrow's golden dream? 

Give to Earth's children of thy heart's best power 

Vain joys of sense by deeper loves replace 

God watches with a firm abiding love each passing hour 

Doubt not your heart, but choose to see God's face. 

Oh God of Life, outside the gate I humbly stand 
My hot rebellious heart bows low, contrite 
My soul gropes in the darkness for thy guiding hand 
Lead thou my trembling soul into the clearer light. 
Give me the measure for tomorrow's needs 
Grant wisdom, love and peace my path to trace. 
Let patience have her perfect work in kindly deeds 
And may I grow in likeness thru thy matchless grace. 



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TV BOVE thy tiny crib I bow my head, 
(^^ My heart abrim with yearning love the while, 
I catch a glimpse of heaven as thy precious eyes meet mine 
And paradise once more is real through thy dear, trusting 
smile. 

I marvel, as I brood and love, and call you mine, 
So tiny, helpless, all dependent on my watchful care. 
My heart enraptured, thrills fo music of the spheres, 
My mother soul has entrance to Love's garden fair. 

The power that lies within thy crumpled roseleaf hands, 
Oh! little son of mine, so newly come from God's white 

throne. 
How shall I rightly guide and wisely shape thy will 
Thru added days and years till thou to man's estate hast 

grown ? 

1 stand in awe, enfolded in deep tenderness divine, 
The hidden ways of truth unlocked to love, the key, 
My eager eyes alight, my heart asearch 
Will find and keep, God's holy will for thee. 

The door of pain and motherhood swung open at thy touch, 
Heart of my heart, breath of my soul, asleep upon my breast, 
The gates of Paradise swung open on a common day, 
Oh little son, the precious boon of love made manifest. 

Life with its duties takes new form since you are here 
Clear, holy fires, have been kindled in thy father's heart and 

mine, 
The incense of nobility, love and truth rise as a sacrifice 
With love and adoration to a power divine. 



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Not for the wealth of earth, its pomp, its pride, its pain, 
Not for ambitious fires alone would we thy future trace, 
Not for the empty pleasures soon grown dull and vain 
But with God's love and care help you to find your place. 

Striving to train thy life with purpose pure and true, 
Striving for growth to fit in God's great earthly plan. 
Striving that stature you may yet obtain and grow to be 
Earth's rarest gift, a noble, Godlike man. 

God, keep us close, in our great longing to be true to Thee, 
Guide us as parents to be led by pure desires. 
Give patient love and wisdom to guard from stain of sin 
And light within his precious soul, thine altar fires. 

With thy unfailing love enfold us in Thy dear embrace, 
Help us to give him to the world, strong, Christlike, free, 
A prince of men, in deed and word and truth, 
Because mind, heart and life are firmly fixed on Thee. 



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^^UNRISE and morning, 
^ Life's day begun, 
Twilight and starshine 
Life's day is done 
Home light and hearth side, 
Love holds the key. 
Heart weary Pilgrim 
Here is sweet rest for Thee. 



